Lyricist : Bnyx/Summrs

Composer : Summrs

[Intro]

I-I-

[Chorus]

I’m rockin’ off of four pills

[?], you fall for, you come in the crib

My diamonds like a chandelier

Yeah, you ain’t gettin’ money, you ain’t ever seen a mill’ (Woo)

Yeah, racks is in my body, and they give me ****in’ chills (BNYX)

[Verse]

[?] a mother****er’s car

If you play with one of my shit you gon’ die (Ah)

Kickin’ shit up in the [?], with my bitch, we just get high (Hah)

If I go buy me a ‘Cat, it’s gon’ be a redeye (Redeye, redeye)

If you scared to go in the trench, you can get out the ride (Woo)

Diamond crosses hangin’ from my neck, feel like God (Like God)

I don’t play ‘bout my ****in’ respect, you gon’ die (Die, die)

I just left the club with two bitches, hell of a night (Night, night)

You know this bitch gon’ come off that neck, even if she shy (Shy, shy)

All I wanna do is get rich and live my life (Yeah)

I tell all my niggas “Don’t leave the crib,” without they iron

I’ma treat this life like a ****in’ bitch even if she fine (Yeah)

Somehow our hearts still intertwined, like a ****in’ vine

I hop out the Rolls-Royce seat, I might put Chrome Hearts on the seats

If I get it, I pay you, the first thing you know, I ain’t never payin’ no lease

I’ma leave that rich nigga baby, diamond Audemars Piguets on me

Just put another OD, ‘cause I’m off another milligramski

I’m like too ****in’ high, baby girl, just put it out, on God

Don’t make me put you in the sky, put my ****in’ hit up, make ‘em go slide

Piece of pie, it’d be easy for you to die

I be crushin’ mother****in’ sticks everywhere that I go, so don’t even try

I be rockin’ Chrome and Alyx, I don’t even check the receipt

But I keep on [?], I don’t know, but the IRS after me

[Chorus]

I’m rockin’ off of four pills

You fall for, you come in the crib

My diamonds like a chandelier

Yeah, you ain’t gettin’ money, you ain’t ever seen a mill’ (Woo)

Yeah, racks is in my body, and they give me ****in’ chills (Chills)

[Outro]

Ooh, chills

Ooh